Silence of the Hams

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Silence of the hams squeal pigs
 Split they wigs
 Mr. bigs
 This is gonna flip they lids
 Screw you f**king bitch
 Now me tell you something about my side of town
 Pork chops get sauteed so they don't f**k around
 You have the right to remain silent
 I plead the 4 5th flip the script on the bitch and get violent
 And we high on Mary Jane enphadamies
 Cutting they ears off ten year sergeant veterans
 I'm like a young pig skinna from the H.O.K.
 Ain't no way we ain't gonna spray away
 4 Killas and a Lapro? Ham
 We staying ice out like the abdominal snowman
 Ain't no man no ham no goddamn coppa gonna drop me
 I'll pop em with the heart stopper
 Silence of the hams is what I burst
 But first
 Let me tell you what's worst
 October 31st
 Bloody Halloweens
 Screams and police sirens
 Rapid firing my auto mattic pistol
 I pop Chris
 And I pop crystals
 Shootin' off my missiles at police cars
 Right out side your local tittie bars
 These wicked stars
 It's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (uh-oh)
 Sawed off pistol grip and I glock click bammy (pow)
 Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
 Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper
 So silence of the hams
 Clint East I smell your cut
 Lets talk about it over a watermelon blunt
 Hannibal cannibal ate a cop for lunch
 And chewed on his badge like some captain crunch
 APB out on the juggalo
 ICP and 3 insane search through the 313
 You can't protect or serve me
 Matter of fact, you work for me
 You fired faggot, F**K THAT!
 Me and D and T and E and Shaggy 2 Dope
 Rear rear f**k that buck pat dun dun dun dun
 Psychopathic hatchets swinging catching a flinging bloody bacon
 Body dropping bitches singing preacher preaching f**kin faking
 Booty heavy bitches waiting back at my house
 I be anticipatin' putting dick in they mouth
 Ain't no f**kin cop about to raid on my parade
 When I been dreaming about killing a cop from 2nd grade
 P-o-l-i-c-e me,
 homi-c-i-d-e
 You don't wanna see me
 Red and blue lights talking on the CB
 Luitenant and a rookie
 Damn I gotta cookie
 All through my shit they wanna take a extra lookie
 Probably wanna book me
 Off to jail they took me
 I know I'm looking at alot of time without some nookie
 ehehehehehh
 It's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (uh-oh)
 Sawed off pistol grip and I glock click bammy (pow)
 Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
 Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper
 Boom boom boom (Switch)
 Boom "Who the f**k is that?" It's E & J, Bitch
 I don't give a f**k if you rap you gets no love
 You can wrap your lips around my dick and suck faggot, what?
 We getting wicked hallowicked when we kick it
 Bring the pickit sign
 Wicked rhyme d-time
 It's raining diamonds
 The sixth joker's card is in your front yard
 Bitch don't be sccccured
 It's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (Cop killaz, police killaz)
 Sawed off pistol grip and I glock click bammy (pow) (muthaf**ka don't test me)
 Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
 Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper (Insane Clown Posse and Esham)
 Me and J SV what? ICP
 OGin' ICP and. You know it

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Duration
03:43
Key
1
Tempo
93 BPM

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